Track Insight / Lyrics
October bends the sunlight low
A child stands where the river flows
He fills a cup with lemon bright
And plants a hope beneath the light
A chalkboard sign says half a dime
The morning fog is turning time
He lifts the little table high
Where marigold and basil lie
His pockets hold some copper change
The lemonade is sweet but strange
A daisy leans beside the stand
Like tiny hands across the land
The neighbors pass beneath the oaks
Their autumn coats are heavy cloaks
He calls across the dusty street
Come taste the summer I have made sweet
A cardinal is pecking near
The soil is dark and deep and dear
He plants a seed beside the crate
And waits for roots to find their fate
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Pour a little hope this way
October cannot take the day
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Let the stubborn dreams take root
When the whole world is quiet
Pour a little sunshine, pour
His mother calls him from the porch
The shadows stretch across the torch
He gathers daisies by the stair
And tucks the names beneath his prayer
The wind is cool against his cheek
The lemonade is warm and meek
A child can make a brighter sign
With patient hands and serving line
An old man stops beside the cart
He says, I know this stubborn art
The smallest roots can split the stone
The quiet ones are not alone
The child says, Please remember me
When winter takes the maple tree
I will stand beneath the door
With one more cup and two before
Monarda, mint, and marigold
Your names are brave and bright and bold
A little work, a little rain
Then life comes lifting through the lane
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Pour a little hope this way
October cannot take the day
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Let the stubborn dreams take root
When the whole world is quiet
Pour a little sunshine, pour
The copper moon begins to glow
The child packs up the leftover show
He carries home a rooted fern
And listens as the evening turns
His mother meets him by the gate
And says, The soil can wait till late
He smiles, The lemon tastes like spring
And every little price can sing
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Pour a little hope this way
October cannot take the day
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Let the stubborn dreams take root
When the whole world is quiet
Pour a little sunshine, pour
Let the stubborn dreams take root
When the whole world is quiet
Pour a little sunshine, pour
October holds the fading light
The roots are working through the night
Tomorrow finds the seedlings strong
A little song, a little song
